Thursday, April 2, 2015

first bell

tired monk
ringing the first bell
as rigs roll out
on empty streets
tires bumping
over frozen leaf piles


  1. Send the monk some SUNSHINE. He is freezing his buns off out there! LOL. I love that you keep writing your poems, Ollie, though your fingers are frost-bitten.

  2. Brother Ollie,

    I'm inclined to agree with Sherry, in her comment when she thinks that a vacation might be well earned. I think a short sabbatical in some warm outpost, may be worthwhile, for The Tired Monk. First call in the morning with the bell and taking that rig out onto the frozen terrain...You must surely be ready for a Spanish sojourn!!


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